Simon Bolivar Grimes, Outlaw

He had a coffin-shaped face, and like the thoroughbred he rode, his legs were long; but while the horse was graceful as a panther, the rider was gangling, slightly stooped, and his oversized hands did not know what to do with themselves when he dismounted at the hitching rack in front of Squint Eye Morgan's Sabine Palace, a dive so named because of its proximity to the river which separates Texas and Louisiana. A .45 single action Colt was awkwardly strapped to his thigh, and its owner look...